December 21, 2013
December 21, 2013
Memory is a lovely lane,
Where hearts are ore ever true.
A lane I so often travel down,
Because it leads to you.
Always smile instead of frown,
Always a hand when one is down;
Always true, thoughtful and kind,
Wonderful memories she left behind.
Where hearts are ore ever true.
A lane I so often travel down,
Because it leads to you.
Always smile instead of frown,
Always a hand when one is down;
Always true, thoughtful and kind,
Wonderful memories she left behind.